Chapter 471

Chapter 471:

Until now, the meal had been rather monotonous, but Janice’s offer to cook for Stephen suddenly drew everyone’s eyes to her.

Aiden, Kenneth, and the other guests all turned their focus to Janice.

Online, viewers watching the live stream debated her intentions and skills.

“Can Janice actually cook? Or is this just for show?”

“Do women like her usually not just sit back and be pampered? Yet here she is, cooking?”

“It must be a stunt for attention! While everyone else dines quietly, she chooses now to cook.”

“Let’s see what happens! Even if her casserole turns out mediocre, they’ll probably still praise it. It’s all part of the show.”

“Stop guessing! She’s cooking for Stephen, and he’s no liar.”

As anticipation built, Janice positioned herself at the cooking station.

She rolled up her sleeves, donned an apron, and confidently grasped a knife.

“Look at her, already striking a pose!”

“Are you kidding? It’s a live show; she’s not just posing.”

“I’ve been a chef for a decade, and by the way Janice handles that knife, she’s no amateur.”

Professional chefs commenting on the live stream started analyzing Janice’s technique.

Janice then began preparing the ingredients.

She picked up a cucumber and concentrated. The knife in her hand danced, slicing the cucumber into delicate strips.

Her precise knife skills left the audience, both in person and online, in admiration.

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Even the chef beside her was taken aback.

Though he prided himself on his knife work, seeing Janice in action made him reconsider his own prowess.

A thought struck the chef.

Janice’s knife handling seemed eerily familiar. He furrowed his brow, racking his brain for a memory of someone with similar skills.

Efficiently, Janice finished with the cucumber and moved on to other ingredients.

Initially, Stephen was impressed by her dexterity, but the choice of ingredients puzzled him.

Casserole typically included lettuce, ham, and eggs, yet Janice opted for cucumber strips and salted egg yolk.

Stephen stared at Janice, astonishment written all over his face. How did she know how to make the casserole he had always cherished?

This dish was a secret known only within his family.

Could this really be just a coincidence?

Then, the sizzling sound of cooking filled the room.

Janice skillfully began to fry the rice, flipping it in the pan until it took on a golden color. A delicious aroma wafted through the air, tantalizing everyone’s senses.

“It smells incredible!” Maggie exclaimed, her eyes wide as she inhaled deeply. “I’ve never smelled casserole like this.”

“It truly does.” Carlton agreed with a nod. “This aroma is unlike any other casserole I’ve encountered.”

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